Grandpa doesn't eat your shit

Gu Jianghe sat facing the computer from the scorching afternoon to the darker night.

The light from the computer shone brightly on his face.

Open document, not a single word has been moved.

The child's helpless eyes are all over his head.

Through the sea of ​​people, looking over, stabbed him with nowhere to hide.

he likes me?

Gu Jianghe was a little confused.

What do you like about me?When did it start?

Zhou Shuran said that he had noticed it a year ago, and Gu Jianghe felt that he was an afterthought.

Everyone has confessed to me, of course you can say whatever you want.

You can even say that the first time you see him, you can tell that you like Lao Tzu written in his eyes.

Who wouldn't be an afterthought?I also said that when I looked in the mirror 20 years ago, I saw that I was a stunning person who loves flowers and flowers when driving and sees a car with a flat tire!

Spraying like this, Gu Jianghe actually felt a little uncertain.

As a result, the strength of biting the cigarette holder could not be controlled well, and the cigarette butt was bitten off.

He also chewed a couple of mouthfuls without realizing it, and then poohed it out belatedly.

Ever since this incident happened in the hotel that day, he has been in a daze.

He didn't know what he thought about Zhou Ya, and before that, he never thought that he needed to think about it.

He always thought it was a normal mother-child relationship.

Although it sounds abnormal for a big man to have a mother-child relationship with another young man.

After discovering Zhou Ya's feelings, he began to examine himself.

what about me?do i like him

Definitely like it.

He just couldn't pick off the stars, otherwise Zhou Ya would try his best to pick them off if he wanted them.

But which kind of like?

Zhou Shuran gave him an idea, saying that if you don't know, just try it and you will know?

Gu Jianghe then humbly asked for advice: "How to try?"

Zhou Shuran raised her lips and smiled impersonally: "Go, bed, ah."

Gu Jianghe: "Fuck!"

He almost fell off the chair in shock, and looked at Zhou Shuran in disbelief and disgust: "Fuck you?"

He was very sad: "Listen! Are you speaking human language?! Where have you been reading all these years?!"

Zhou Shuran was very indifferent, and spread his hands: "Then you can continue to tangle, and when you finish tangle, maybe he will empathize with you."

Gu Jianghe fell into deep thought.

After pondering, he hesitated and said, "Probably not?"

Zhou Shuran had a face of "what do you think".

Gu Jianghe became silent.

After a long silence, he reluctantly said: "That means he doesn't really like me, since he doesn't really like me, sooner or later he will like someone else, it's all the same."

Having said that, there is a feeling of displeasure.

According to Zhou Shuran's words, it's a cooked duck, and it will fly as soon as it is said.

Zhou Shuran persuaded him to act first, he was a little tempted, but he still endured it.

It can't be so vague.

He didn't think about who he would be with in the future, but the ideal love in his heart should be loving each other, holding his hand and growing old together.

Instead of being confused, without even knowing what you like, you preemptively get people over.

Not responsible for himself, even less responsible for Zhou Ya.

Zhou Shuran laughed, saying what if Zhou Ya could not wait?

That's not OK.

Otherwise, what is it?

His possessiveness is causing trouble, taking advantage of the child's liking?Or is it that seeing the child like it so pitifully, so giving him a fake love?

If nothing else, why?

Doesn't Zhou Ya deserve a sincere love?Lack of his hypocritical sympathy?

He didn't want to lie to Zhou Ya, and it was impossible for him to lie to himself.

If he really did that, his own conscience would be troubled.

There was another point that caught his attention.

Does Zhou Ya really like him?

In other words, is the one Zhou Ya likes really the real him?

He didn't think about it deliberately, but he also knew that the self in Zhou Ya's mind might be different from his original image.

He always understood it as a fledgling plot, or something.

In short, Zhou Ya saw that he was wearing a filter, the kind of 360-degree high-definition full-P microdermabrasion, whitening, and face change.

Does he like the perfect Gu Jianghe, or the real Gu Jianghe?

You cannot think deeply about this question. Once you think deeply, you will start to enter a philosophical state.

I can't help but start thinking about the origin of the universe, the fundamental meaning of human existence, the final form of consciousness, and so on.

So Gu Jianghe began to be entangled in the cycle of "he loves me", "what does he love me", "does he love me", "do I love him", "but how can I be sure this is love".

So of course, he stopped changing again.

The reason this time is "I was hit in the back by love."

……

It has been more than a month since the old man's funeral. After Zhou Ya came back, she was depressed for a while.

The roommates all thought that he couldn't get out because of the death of his relatives.

Of course, half of the reason is really because of this.

What's more, it's more difficult than Gu Jianghe's alienation from himself.

He never heard from Gu Jianghe once.

Obviously, during the military training before, I told him not to send messages, but he couldn't stop it.

Now he is obedient, as quiet as dead.

Zhou Ya couldn't help cursing him a little bit angrily, and immediately pooh-pooh-pooh, childish nonsense.

Gu Jianghe didn't send him a message, and he didn't dare to send a message.

The chat messages on WeChat stayed on the day when Gu Jianghe came to pick him up.

The last piece of news was Gu Jianghe's GIF of Crayon Shin-chan's mean butt twisting.

Zhou Ya poked Crayon Shin-chan's face, thinking of Gu Jianghe, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

He found a part-time job at McDonald's, and he came to work on Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

It's not much money, but if you save a little, it's still enough for him.

After the holiday, I will go to see if there is any place that recruits college students to make up classes. I can't go back anyway, and it would be good to earn some tuition fees.

I asked Zhao Lei and said that he would pay attention to him.

When I'm busy, I don't have time to think about those messy things at all.

But once I was free, I started to think about it again.

He went back to the dormitory after get off work, took a shower, lay down on the bed, took out his mobile phone and checked it as usual, but Gu Jianghe was still hanging on his ceiling motionless.

Still haven't messaged me today.

"You owe me more than 40 days of good night," Zhou Ya said silently to Gu Jianghe's emoji, "You have to buy me more than 40 lollipops before I can calm down."

As he spoke, he couldn't help himself from laughing at himself.

If Gu Jianghe doesn't want him anymore, Lollipop will only owe him more and more.

One day, if I disappear, the epitaph will read: "The black-hearted boss, you owe me so many lollipops and haven't paid them back. I went down to find him to collect the debt."

After taking a long breath, he opened the reader.

Then what caught my eye was Brother Duck's sentence "I was hit in the back by love."

Zhou Ya, who was falling out of love, was really stimulated, and blurted out: "Fuck!"

Then he immediately looked nervously, afraid that his voice would wake up his roommate.

Seeing that there was no sign of his roommate waking up, he gritted his teeth and typed a few words: "Why didn't I kill you?"

Damn it!Another fucking break!It's been over a fucking month!

Finally, an update flashed out suddenly, the damn update request for leave!The content is still a show of fucking love!

What the hell is love or not love!I love you mom! 【Don't learn dirty words】

……

After Gu Jianghe sent his status, he refreshed it and saw his familiar ID, and sent a very hurtful sentence.

Gu Jianghe laughed.

Why are you so fierce?

The milk is fierce and the milk is fierce.

He couldn't help but think again, do you know who you are scolding?If you knew the author you scolded...

Thinking of this, Gu Jianghe suddenly paused.

If he knows that the author is me, then am I finished?

Obviously, Ya Ge is very irritable now.

And another obvious reason for this rage, firstly, must have something to do with Gu Jianghe, and secondly, it must have something to do with the Prophet Chunjiang Plumbing.

It doesn't feel good.

I feel like I'm in a dangerous situation.

He even thought of the reason why Zhou Yasha fell for him, because love gave birth to hatred, and he died with the unscrupulous author who was broken.

You can choose any one of the two, or even combine the two.

Gu Jianghe deceptively turned off the computer.

If I can't see, it means I'm safe.

Yes, he has been struggling with it for a whole month and more.

At the very beginning, I was struggling with the "real me" and the "false me", which one is Zhou Ya's favorite me.

He was so entangled that he almost had a fine score.

She almost couldn't help but ran up to Zhou Ya, grabbed his collar and shook it crazily, asking him which one he likes.

Then I finally figured it out, isn't it all me?

It's me anyway.

All the same all the same.

While thinking this way, he secretly asked Zhou Shuran how to grasp a man's heart.

Zhou Shuran: "?"

Zhou Shuran: "I'm a straight man, boots."

Then asked him curiously: "Have you figured it out?"

Gu Jianghe: "QAQ"

Actually not yet.

It's just that she has started to panic. What if she really likes Zhou Ya, but Zhou Ya likes her fake self?

When this kind of panic arose, Gu Jianghe actually had a solid idea in his heart.

But for the sake of caution, I still trained myself.

The specific way of training is to watch the little yellow mosquitoes.

Masculine.

Found it in my fanbase.

That's really... It blows people's minds apart.

Gu Jianghe watched the hero in his last mecha novel, and the description of his mecha and so on.

His face was almost wrinkled into a mess.

If he remembers correctly, he has described the mecha, which is three meters high.

Sanmi, then...that...then...then...the hero's chrysanthemum...

Gu Jianghe felt the chrysanthemum tighten.

Doesn't it hurt?

When he wrote these articles, he wrote the protagonists as his own sons.

Then I opened a fan, and saw that my son was...

Or his own son... other people/things/beasts, and even self-inflicted.

Gu Jianghe: Too hard.

Ashamed of myself, really ashamed of myself.

In the end, he didn't see anything else, and he almost saw him so that he didn't dare to open the document, and he didn't dare to face his sons.

So creepy.

There is no way to substitute at all, the whole old man subway phone face.

After the shock, he fell into deep thought.

His doujin website is quite popular, and many readers gather in it.

In fact, he knew that his editor was also in it.

So, the child won't go in too, right?Don't you see it?

Gu Jianghe quickly shook his head frantically, trying to get such a scary possibility out of his mind.

No, no, no, the child must be obedient, just read my original work.

Ok.

The author has something to say:

Zhou Ya: I saw it, not only saw it, but also listened to it.